The return of new Brian
A/N: I do not own family guy or its characters, I just own my ideas :3 of and warning this story contains some pedophilia and bestiality
It was a typical day on Spooner Street the sun was shining, peter was creating mayhem, Chris was in his room, Meg oogling over a teen magazine. Stewie was in his room watching Brian out the window as he went to "fetch" the newspaper. Oh how he loved that dog, yes he was evil but something about that dog made him so…so complete. Brian felt the same way but neither would admit it. There love would be frowned upon. Those trips through out the world and time travel had created a strong bond between the two. "Brian we're about to get going, make sure stewie gets his medicine" shouted Lois from her bedroom. The family was going on a trip to Florida; Stewie had gotten into a little accident on one of his billion killing sprees causing him to break his leg. Brian offered to stay home and look after stewie for the week. "Alright Lois, you guys have fun and be safe!" Brian shouted back. Lois kissed stewie on the head ignoring his complaints and helped the family pack the car. Brian waved as they drove off; stewie tweaked his laser gun grumbling to himself. "Blast that woman! Blast my leg! Still don't understand where that infernal hooded figure went after he shoved me down those stairs in Peru!" Brian made stake for dinner and after laughing at Stewie's attempts to gnaw the stake he cut it and carried Stewie to the bathroom. Luckily the dog was too busy trying to keep Stewie from drowning and with little help from the mountain of bubbles, to see Stewie's strong "excitement". After Brian dried and dressed Stewie he carried the baby to bed. "Goodnight Brian" Stewie called in his happy gay voice. Stewie snuggled Rupert and proceeded to close his eyes. There was a sudden Thud and when Stewie sat up his face to one of horror. There standing at the end of his crib was New Brian. "No…No! HOW THE FUCK ARE YOU ALIVE?!" New Brian smiled knocking Stewie's crib over. "AAHH Fuck" Stewie tried to get up but his broken leg kept him to the floor. New Brian crept up to Stewie backing the baby into a corner all the way smiling. "Hello Stewie, How is Rupert been? He still think of me at night?" New Brian chuckled pulling a knife out and pressing it to Stewie's neck. Stewie glared at the disgusting mutt unable to understand how the hell he's still alive. "Bet you're still confused, well luckily a nice old lady found me and stitched me up. I'm just glad my fur's long enough to cover up the scars." New Brian trailed the knife down Stewie's chest. "What the devil do you want?!" Stewie shivered uncomfortably from the touch of the knife. "Why Stewie im here for revenge and what better way the to take your…Innocence" New Brian laughed. "You sick fuck" Stewie kicked the knife away and started to crawl. New Brian laughed jumping on top of Stewie putting the knife to his neck. "Thanks this makes things much easier for me, heck you might even like doggy style" New Brian chuckled deeply. The baby squirmed as the mutt pulled down his pants exposing his ass. "No...No! NO! BRIAN! BRIAN!" Stewie's screams we're muffled by New Brian's paw. New Brian pulled Stewie close to him and got ready to enter the poor baby. Suddenly Brian bursts through the door a shot gun in his hands. "Off my lover you sick bastard!" Brian shot the other dog in the face causing his head to splatter all over the walls. Stewie looked at Brian and started to cry uncontrollably. The dog pulled Stewie's pants up and held him in his lap. "Ssshhh… I'm here now its ok." Stewie and Brian's eyes met and leaning into each other shared a deep kiss.